I exhaled and let myself fall off him, landing on my back as I stared up at the sky. Rain kept hitting my face, mixing with the blood still drying on my skin. My chest rose and fell heavily, each breath harder than the last, and for a moment I could not move at all.
I was completely drained.
"So… tired…" I muttered under my breath.
I stayed like that for a while, letting the rain cool my skin, until the urgency of the situation forced its way back into my mind. I groaned and pushed myself up, rolling my wounded shoulder carefully as I got to my feet.
Now I had to loot them.
That idiot had said he had taken down a group before coming here, which meant they had to be carrying something useful.
I moved from one body to the next, checking their pockets as quickly as I could. My hands came back with coins, small scraps of items, and then more coins. When I finished counting, I had twenty-two gold in total.
I stared at them for a second, then let out a breath.
